Zhuo Jian suddenly couldn't remember anything in his mind and was empty.
He said: "I never thought about divorce."
——
The two of them were silent for almost half an hour until the doorbell rang.
It was the staff downstairs who bought the fever-reducing stickers.
Fu Yanye immediately got up when he heard the sound, and walked to open the door with his long legs.
Zhuo Jian held the water cup, and inadvertently held it hard, and then he held it hard.
"Mr. Fu, the antipyretic patch you want and the doctor heard that your wife is pregnant, so he prescribed a box of antipyretic medications that pregnant women can take."
"Okay, thank you!"
"You're welcome, Mr. Fu is really considerate, he's a good husband!"
"Thanks."
When Fu Yanye heard the good husband, he felt uneasy. He said thank you in a distant and polite manner and closed the door.
The sweet and greasy voice of the girl knew she was fascinated by him at first.
Why!
There are really not many girls in this city that are fascinated by him, so she can't even eat them if she is jealous.
When Zhuo Jian reached out to pick up the agreements he threw into the trash can, he walked over and said, "What are you doing?"
"What should I do if I throw it away?"
“…”
"Since you haven't thought about divorce!"
Zhuo Jian raised his head, looked at him standing there gloomyly, and said again.
Fu Yanye sighed, sat down next to her, and then carefully read the instructions of the anti-heat patch.
Zhuo Jian put the agreement back into the drawer, closed it, looked back at the instructions so seriously, and said to him, "Just tear it open and stick it on your forehead."
Fu Yanye: “…”
She took the box, took out a piece of the fever-reducing sticker inside and tore it apart, and then directly stuck it to her forehead.
Fu Yanye: “…”
Zhuo Jian saw that he was so unhappy, but he couldn't help but giggle, "This is not a technical job."
"Did I say I can't?"
Just habitually look at the manual?
Zhuo Jian lay on the sofa, put the pillow under his head, and his neck felt too uncomfortable, so he put his hands on his lower abdomen again.
Fu Yanye's black eyes fell there with her hand, which was different from before, and his heart thumped.
Zhuo Jian felt a little drowsy and murmured: "Take the box of antipyretics, and if this doesn't work, I'll drink it."
Fu Yanye picked up the box of medicine and looked at it. It was made of Chinese medicine, but he did not use it immediately. Instead, he took out his cell phone and got up to call again.
"Uncle Zhang, I would like to ask what medicine should pregnant women use if they have a fever, yes, my wife."
Fu Yanye walked far away and his voice became weaker.
But Zhuo Jian was lying on the sofa, but his heart was sweet.
But she was too sleepy. When he finished the phone and came back, she fell asleep in a drowsy way again.
She was right to come back this time.
She was very sure of this at this moment.
Maybe he can forgive himself by getting sick.
He is easily soft-hearted.
When Fu Yanye came back, he saw that she was asleep. The pillow had already come from her head to her arms. Is that thing comfortable to hold with him?
Fu Yanye walked over and wanted to throw away the pillow, but thought that it would disturb her, so he just gently held her wrist and quietly took the pillow away from her arms.
Zhuo Jian didn't move, and Fu Yanye sat beside her and looked at her for a while.
She might be very open-minded in her mind, but she looked gentle.
Just looking at her like this, he would be angry with her again.
but……
What does it mean that she put away the agreement again?
Shouldn't you want to divorce him?
Fu Yanye frowned.
Until Zhuo Jian shrank again and his forehead pressed against his waist, he finally came to his senses.
Well, she is reluctant to leave.
But sleeping on the sofa is not as comfortable as sleeping on the bed, Fu Yanye gently picked her up.
Zhuo Jian rubbed in his arms and murmured: "Husband."
“…”
Fu Yanye looked down at her. Is he not asleep? He still deliberately called his husband?
Zhuo Jian didn't look straight, and put it against his chest and asked him to carry it upstairs.
Her face was hot, and soon her whole body was hot.
The fever-reducing patch is useless at all.
Fu Yanye lay beside the bed for a while, thinking that he didn't stay voluntarily, but she hugged her too tightly.
At this time, Zhuo Jian wrapped his hand around his waist and lay in his arms.
But soon her cell phone rang. When she saw that it was Wang Yue, Fu Yanye frowned.
If Wang Yue knew that she was back now, wouldn’t Wang Yue have to ask her to go back to the old house immediately?
Silence directly.
Thinking of Wang Yue's forced separation before the last time he parted, he would never let that happen again.
When Zhuo Jian woke up again, it was already noon. His eyes were confused and he saw something hanging on his head. He couldn't help but frown. What was that?
The back of the hand is not strong enough, so I raise my hand...
She is actually hanging water?
When Fu Yanye came upstairs, he saw her red eyes, tears streaming down her face, as if she had suffered so much grievance, and was extremely coquettish.
"It's already thirty-nine degrees. This is the medicine that Dean Zhang personally asked the trusted obstetrics and gynecology director to give you. Don't be so slutty."
Fu Yanye directly refused to cooperate with her in acting.
Zhuo Jian breathed, but still had red eyes with delicate eyes, "Then you can't help but agree with me. I used to take medicine for a fever, and I've never received an injection."
"Do you actually have a fever?"
"When you left me outside, I had a fever at least three times a year."
“…”
Fu Yanye had just put a cup of warm water on her bedside table. When he heard the words, his narrow phoenix eyes were squinted unconsciously and looked at her in a blink of an eye.
What does this mean?
Calculate the accounts after autumn?
Fu Yanye couldn't help asking her: "Is this a complaint that I didn't take good care of you?"
"I just tell you, I'm really not that slutty. Have you never heard of it? Fever-reducing injections will become a habit, and the medicine will not work in the future."
"So what?"
"So what? Will I have to get an injection if I get a fever in the future?"
"When you have a baby, I will take you to travel ten kilometers every day. I guarantee that you will have a fever at most once a year in the future, huh?"
Fu Yanye casually put his hands on his waist and glanced at her with condescending orders.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Run ten kilometers?
Still every day?
hehe!
Zhuo Jian's red eyes suddenly stopped red, and he lay back on his back to him.
Who wants to go running with him every morning?
She thought that she should be very leisurely in the morning, drinking coffee and listening to music, and making phone calls with friends.
Anyway, there is no running item.
It's okay occasionally, but if she wants to say something forever, she knows she can't do it.
She decided not to coax him to make up, and she got angry.
She wasn't so angry when she saw the scandal between him and Shen Lanxin.
Seeing that she dared to turn her back to him, Fu Yanye sighed, looked away helplessly, and then couldn't help staring at her.